Cyberpunk: My system is divided into good and evil

Chapter 177 Alsace Town

In the bus, everyone just looked at the mineral water in front of them, but no one took it.

In the bus, it was suddenly quiet at this moment, only the hum of the bus engine and the continuous creaking sound of the bus tires rolling over the gravel could be heard.

Apparently, there are a considerable number of homeless people in the bus who have never seen such exquisitely packaged drinking water.

"Keep the water away." Han Meng said in a low voice, "After all, it will cost money later, and if you don't take it, your liver will hurt."

After finishing speaking, Han Meng took out the drinking water and gently put it by his side.

Jiagu Jizi, who was behind Han Meng, pursed his lips when he heard the words, then took off the mineral water bottle on the stand, unceremoniously unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a few gulps.

Soon, many homeless people in the bus took off the drinking water from the holder in front of them.

However, more than half of the homeless people in the bus did not remove the drinking water from the bracket.

There is no free lunch in the world, and the homeless who have survived on the bad land until now understand this truth.

So when the mineral water appeared in front of them, the homeless people who came into contact with this self-proclaimed volunteer team for the first time became inexplicably nervous.

At this moment, they finally had a premonition that they had entered a den of thieves.

"Everyone doesn't take water because they are afraid that our Alsace volunteer service team will be poisoned?" Mogg, who was acting as the driver, picked up the square microphone again, "Are you questioning the character of the members of the Alsace tribe?"

When Mogg said the words "question" and "character", everyone in the bus heard his deliberately emphasized tone.

In the bad land, you can trust anything, but you can't trust your character.

Because no one has this thing... Jiang Shu couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.

Mogg looked at the silent carriage, as if he had already gotten used to it.

"Oh, I have to repeat such a boring process every once in a while..." He pressed the red peaked cap on his head, sighed helplessly, and pressed a button on the lower right corner of the steering wheel.

With the sound of mechanical twisting, an alloy belt popped out from both sides of everyone's seat, passed through their waist and abdomen, and locked everyone firmly on the chair.

"damn it!"

"What are you bastard doing?"

"Do you know which tribe I belong to?!"

At that moment, the eyes of many homeless people changed, and fear and anger involuntarily grew in their wide-eyed eyes.

Many people immediately picked up the guns at their feet and pulled the trigger on the driving seat where Mogg was.

Immediately, the rattling sound of bullets spraying out of the muzzle resounded through the bus.

At the same time, Jiang Shu heard not only the rattling sound from the bus he was in, but he also felt that there were bursts of gunshots outside the bus at this moment.

It's a pity that no matter whether the homeless used traditional kinetic energy weapons or some specially modified smart weapons, they couldn't penetrate the three sides of the transparent glass covering the cab.

"Don't bother... the aviation glass used for the A-type mecha, was it broken by your mountain guns?" Mogg's voice was a little tired, as if he was tired of saying these words.

"Calm down, will you?"

However, no one in the bustling bus paid any attention to him. What responded to him were kind greetings to his parents, relatives and friends, and countless bullets and energy bombs that still did not give up.

Mogg rubbed his nose, and then pressed an unknown button again annoyed.

Immediately afterwards, two homeless men who were yelling and pulling the trigger frantically were instantly bounced by the powerful springs under the seat under their buttocks—they smashed the fragile iron sheet on the ceiling, and their bodies were connected to the seat by steel belts. Know where to bounce.

But listening to its increasingly distant curses and screams, it should be played quite far away.

Seeing this scene, Mogg's expression changed, "Damn it, I pressed the wrong button again!"

"I told Sith not to have so many similarly colored buttons, but this bastard still does it his own way!"

After cursing, Mogg rubbed his chin, looked down carefully at the many buttons on the left and right sides of the steering wheel, and finally pressed a dark red button with some hesitation.

As the button was pressed, the ceiling of the entire bus roof creaked again.

Immediately, one small rotating Gatling machine gun protruded from the roof of the car, and along with the thermal sensor chip, pointed it at the heads of the closest homeless in the car—including Mogg.

When he saw the machine guns appearing and pointed at the heads of the homeless people who had just yelled wildly, Mogg's eyes widened suddenly with a happy face.

I saw him clenching his teeth, and a suppressed angry roar came out of his throat, "Sith... I will definitely kill you when I go back!"

After speaking, he lifted the movable steering wheel, revealing an electronic touchpad under the steering wheel.

After clapping his hands on it for a while, the machine gun that was originally pointed at Mogg turned around and pointed at another homeless man.

After being pointed at the head by the muzzle of the gun, the homeless people who were spit, saliva, and gunpowder bullets fell silent in an instant.

And very tactfully put down the gun in his hand, and sat upright obediently.

Looking at the "passengers" who were harmless to humans and animals, and even had a flattering smile on their faces, Mogg sneered and raised the car's square microphone, "Let you all be quiet for a while, it's only comfortable to be shot on the forehead ?”

Many homeless people smiled, but no one answered.

"You have been scolding me for so long, you must be thirsty, right?" Mogg's face showed a kind smile at the moment, "Now, take down the mineral water in front of you, and take a sip!"

After finishing speaking, Mogg narrowed his eyes, "The consequence of not drinking is not just as simple as being thirsty!"

The complexions of many homeless people changed slightly, but due to the small machine gun that was very close to them and constantly rotating on the top of their heads, they finally unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and took a sip.

However, looking at the water lines in those homeless water bottles that have not dropped at all, it seems that many people actually just touched the mouth of the bottle with their mouths.

As soon as they unscrewed the cap, though, Mogg's purpose had been achieved.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Mogg raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, "Water is free, but transporting such precious water here and delivering it to you will require a large amount of transportation fees."

"3000 federal coins, no bargaining!" Mogg tapped the touch screen lightly, and then everyone found a narrow wooden box slipped from the back of their seats.

There is a gap in the center of the wooden box, although it is not big, it is big enough for a baby's fingers to pass through.

"Count the banknotes and stuff them in." Mogg sighed, then looked at the potholes left by the two unlucky people who were ejected with some regret, and continued: "Otherwise, the consequences will be very yellow and violent." !"

Many people in the bus glanced at each other hesitantly, then sighed and took out the banknotes in their pockets, counted the full amount of three thousand and stuffed them into the wooden box.

Many of them came to Alsace Town to celebrate Mick Alsace's birthday on behalf of the tribe.

So they all prepared a lot of cash.

In Badlands, most of the things you can get out of your hands are distributed from the town of Alsace.

So cash is the best gift for Mick.

Everyone knows that the Alsace tribe is currently extremely short of money.

It is said that the Alsace tribe spent more than 2000 million federal coins just to buy the "Holy Apollo" that appeared in Hermos.

3000 yuan to buy a bottle of water, although shameless and outrageous, but still barely acceptable.

After everyone stuffed all the banknotes in their pockets into the wooden box, Mogg flipped the touch screen, and then he was a little stunned and said with some relief: "It's rare, our car...is quite trustworthy, there is no People are trying to fish in troubled waters to evade taxes."

"Very good." Mogg said with relief, "Next, I hope you can continue to cooperate."

"Isn't it over yet?" There was an unbelievable question from the homeless right now.

"How much are you planning to cheat us?"

"Our money is intended to be used as a gift from Patriarch Mick!"

"Aren't you afraid of going back to Alsace and being killed by Patriarch Mick?"

"..."

"..."

Hearing the nagging complaints in his ears, Mogg was a little annoyed, and then slid the touch screen.

Immediately, a small Gatling machine gun aimed at one of the loudest homeless, bursting into flames.

Soon, the homeless man who complained the loudest had an arm detached from his body and fell hard to the ground.

The finely minced meat crackled with the bubbling blood and the broken wires emitting blue light from time to time, crushing the complaints of all the homeless people in the bus.

In an instant, the noisy bus fell silent, except for the homeless man whose arm was shot off by a bullet, his lips were trembling, and there was a suppressed, beast-like growl in his throat.

"Next, can you listen to me carefully?" Mog's voice was cold, but the expression on his face was a little helpless, "You are so talkative and unwilling to listen, you have to see some blood?"

"I need to warmly remind you that this is the first warning... If someone makes the same noise as him next time, it won't be your arm that was broken."

Seeing the crowd finally quiet down, Mogg calmly pointed to the transparent glass in front of him—at this moment, it was already covered with shallow bullet marks and ray-like marks after the explosion.

"These panes of glass are very expensive... You should be required to pay for the consequences you have caused." Mogg touched his nose and said with a happy smile, "5000 federal currency per person, count it and stuff it into a wooden box..."

As he spoke, Mogg pointed to the homeless man whose shoulders were broken, and said: "If the numbers don't match, I guarantee that your consequences will be much more serious than his."

Although the rest of the crowd looked unhappy, no one complained any more.

In the bus, the sound of counting banknotes sounded again.

Jiang Shu sighed, and muttered in a low voice, "I don't have much cash on me... If this bastard named Mogg keeps asking for money, I'll send him on his way."

"I agree." Lupa, who was sitting in front of Jiang Shu, did not lift his head.

Han Meng on the side raised his eyebrows. He was going to say a few words of persuasion, but suddenly remembered Lupa's abilities and some perverted technological products on Jiang Shu, and then smiled and remained silent.

Kokiko Nokiko nodded, and she supported her mentally as she was pointed at her head with a small machine gun.

Soon, Jiang Shu stuffed the counted banknotes into the wooden box.

After everyone stuffed the banknotes into the wooden box, Mogg glanced at the touch screen, with a satisfied smile on his face again, "That's great, everyone cooperates, and I can send everyone to Alsace as soon as possible." Isn’t it the town? So as not to delay your participation in the patriarch’s birthday.”

After speaking, Mogg sat back in the driver's seat and began to concentrate on driving.

That's it, the rest of the way is fine.

Jiang Shu and the others were just like this... After being cheated of nearly ten thousand federal coins by this bus, they were sent to the town gate of Alsace Town.

"Everyone, see you by fate!" Mogg smiled and waved to them, and then drove away.

"What's the origin of this organization?" Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the large number of buses turning into an unknown alley at the corner of Badlands.

"An organization that the younger generation of the Alsace tribe will join... Don't look at Mick Alsace as the high-ranking tribe leader now, when he was a teenager and young, he must have been one of them."

Han Meng rolled up his cuffs and explained, "They don't show up on weekdays, but once there is some kind of major event in Alsace town...they will show up and do almost the same operation as today. It is a unique characteristic industry in Saskatchewan.”

"They... are earning some extra money for the tribe." Han Meng shrugged, "After all, the children of the poor are already in charge of the family."

Jiang Shu rolled his eyes when he heard the words, "It's the first time I've heard that this sentence can be used here."

After complaining, Jiang Shu looked at the town of Alsace.

Looking at the past, the town of Alsace seems to be no different from other small towns.

As far as the eye can see, there are many dark buildings, and there are few brightly colored buildings.

It's just that it is bigger, has more houses, wider streets, taller buildings, and more homeless people than the small towns we passed through before.

Through a large number of low buildings, Jiang Shu saw a tall building standing in the center of Alsace Town at a glance.

This is the tallest building Jiang Shu has seen since entering the bad land.

It is as high as a dozen floors.

It is built of simple black bricks, and its unfancy appearance resembles the medieval castles that often appear in American and British dramas.

On the Roman-style semicircular windows are opaque glass with colored birds engraved on them, and on the towering spire is a semicircular inverted gray dome.

The whole building reveals an unspeakable heavy atmosphere, which makes people feel shocked unconsciously.

"There is Alsace Tower." Han Meng followed Jiang Shu's gaze and explained softly: "The center of the Alsace tribe, any decision from it may affect most of the bad land."

"Mick Alsace, who you are going to assassinate, lives inside."

(End of this chapter)